"Well, goodbye." After confirming that the person she sniped might be the leader of the entire enemy sniper group, Gu Chen did not say anything more to the other party. With her straight posture, she walked as calmly as if she was walking in the fields, sniping in Russia.
He left with his hands exploring his eyes.
Later, the Russian sniper wrote this in his report: That night, the Chinese female soldier was like a chopping sword. Every step she took seemed to split a crack in the darkness that blocked the night before dawn. When her figure
Disappearing in my eyes, I seem to see the dawn right in front, and I only need to take one more step to feel the warm sunshine.
With five minutes left before the order was given, Gu Chen finally arrived at Milutka Square, and based on the clues provided by two Australian electromagnetic experts, he successfully sneaked into the underground drainage pipe entrance without any electromagnetic dry drain.
There were not many separatists in the underground shopping mall, there were about thirty people.
One of the men, a man with thick beards, was sitting in the employees' lounge of the underground shopping mall, with many empty Coke cans scattered at his feet.
The man's expression was very sinister, and his eyes showed indifference and cruelty to humanity. There were four separatists holding submachine guns standing around him. On his left, one was wearing a black robe and his face was covered with a black cloth.
Under the dim light, the woman with only her big eyes exposed was debugging a wireless communication device.
Not long after, her eyes showed a trace of anxiety, she turned around and said a few words to the man.
She was unable to contact the two snipers and bodyguards who were hired with huge sums of money and were supposed to come back now, nor was she able to contact the heavy machine gunners distributed behind the four bunkers.
"We need to retreat. None of the people we arranged outside have contacted us again." The woman spoke quickly, and her big eyes were full of worry. "General, please leave by helicopter now. We may not be able to see those people."
The guy’s body is gone!”
The man called the general is Kaslalov, one of the armed leaders whom Russia wants to snipe.
He glanced at the woman who was speaking, with piercing eyes. He looked at the woman with the same indifference as looking at a corpse: "Kailin, after I left, you blew everything up here. Remember, this is you.
The time has come to show your loyalty."
The woman nodded with firm eyes, "My great general, I, Kaylin, will always follow you in your footsteps!"
When the lounge opened, Gu Chen had already sneaked into the ventilation duct of the underground mall. Through the exhaust vent, under the bright light, Gu Chen saw that all the shelves in the mall had been pushed back, and all kinds of goods were scattered everywhere.
The shelves were pushed and moved again. Through the gaps between the stacked shelves, Gu Chen saw about twenty to thirty tied people sitting in the middle. Except for a few with blond hair, the rest were all black-haired.
Black eye.
These are the Chinese compatriots that the Tigers need to deal with.
After confirming the separatists holding the hostages, Gu Chen quietly retreated into the vent, "It has been confirmed that there are eighteen separatists holding the hostages, eight of whom have Borz submachine guns and ten who hold Herstal P90TR submachine guns."
While she was talking, Gu Chen heard footsteps coming from below her. She stopped talking and carefully climbed to the vent again to look down. She saw a man with a very strong physique and a bloody look on his face when he walked.
After he came over and said a few words, the separatists who were watching over the hostages suddenly became excited.
Holding a submachine gun and moving impulsively, he looked very fond of this man.
